Before the castle gate all was as the fox had said: so the son went in and found the chamber where the golden bird hung in a wooden cage, and below

The Lord God had created all animals, and had chosen out the wolf to be his dog.

My mother, she killed me, My father, he ate me, My sister Marlene, Gathered all my bones, Tied them in a silken scarf, Laid them beneath the juniper tree, Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I.

Turn back, turn back,thou pretty bride, Within this house thou must not abide. For here do evil things betide.

Then up he got with a light heart, free from all his troubles, and walked on till he reached his mother's house, and told her how very easy the road to good luck was.

you shall tie the marriage knot with the ropemaker's daughter and the cawing of the crows will be your wedding song.

They were indeed great rascals, and belonged to that class of people who find things before they are lost.